Monday, January 22, 2007

New Toy

I got myself a new toy.
It has a squarish silver black face.
Same goes for the body but it has a rectangular shape.
It has a Pentium dual mind.
80 gig, 224 MB, blah blah..

Yes, she is a pc.
Any name suggestions?
How does Persephone sound?

Help!

Saturday, January 20, 2007

In Between

Being somewhere in between is complicated. It has its pros and cons. Being almost there but not really there is like being so near and yet so far. Not knowing where to stand. Not knowing if something is real or something you just want to believe in.

Being in an indeterminate state…

It is grueling to place yourself. It is grueling to figure out where to place yourself. It is grueling to figure out what you can and cannot do especially when you are expected to do this. It gets tiring to try to read minds… to reckon things out. The how’s and the if’s.

It is strenuous to be in a situation wherein you yearn for something you know you cannot have. It is wicked to make someone hope in something that they cannot attain. It is evil to keep someone’s hope alive when someone does not have a chance at all. It is unreasonable to give a foretaste of something you will take away so soon, so fast.

However, what if you never find something as beautiful? What if that was the best of the best? Then you will be comparing everything that comes your way...

To be in an indeterminate state is to feel your way. Are you in or out? Where are you – are you there yet? Should you or shouldn’t you? Can you or you cannot? And since you are in limbo, you cannot even say if you can.

It is grueling if you are somewhere in between. Since this time you are the one hanging. It is your fate that is uncertain. It is you who is guessing. And you are not guessing between what is real or artificial. You are guessing between all infinite possibilities like a multiple choice type of exam.

Bottom line, it is difficult to be caught somewhere in between… especially when the people involved are your friends.

Friday, January 19, 2007

On Connections

Connection is a relationship in social affairs. It is a link or bond between parties. Possessing the appropriate connections may go a long way. On the other hand, having none sucks.

Waiting in line for you turn after arriving really early is annoying. Having someone who just came in then be accommodated instantly is infuriating! Well, that is the power of connections.

Then again, it is not fault that the doctor is the sister of the girlfriend of one of my dad’s closest friend.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Movie 1

Eragon

You are stronger than you realize. Wiser than you know. What was once your life is now your legend.

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Weekend Update

FRIDAY
Originally I planned to leave the office by 6PM.. around 630PM would be the latest supposedly in order for me to catch my 7PM dinner. Then again, I left the office at almost 7PM! Why do they have to plan meetings on a Friday?

Luckily I was able to catch up despite the circumstances. I followed them to this Japanesse coffee shop named UCC (Ueshima Coffee Company) Coffee in Podium. When I arrived they already ordered. Habol nalang ako. I got myself this Chicken Terriyaki Big Plate. The serving was huge and there was a cold salad included. It was very filling! Afterwards, we got this thick toast with chocolate syrup and whipped cream for dessert. I forgot what it was called. Pasensya naman, pagod ako galing opisina.

Too bad my aunt had to go back to the hotel abruptly cause her acidity acted up. Then again, maybe butterflies were circling in her stomach cause the Bishop who was scheduled to marry her the next day informed my other aunt that he could not make it. There was a mix up. Bishop thought that the wedding was in the morning so he blocked the whole morning instead of the whole afternoon. Ayay! As an alternate, a priest who recently finished his "priesthood" schooling would be the one to "unite" them in their church wedding.

We followed my aunt in hotel, danced a little ballroom and exchanged stories before sleeping.

** end of story... to tired.. i mean tamad to continue...